Babysitter Sex Stories Novels & Stories

These were just fantasies. This went on for over six months. I would come home from work, shower, fix a little dinner, and then sit down at my laptop to watch sex videos, read stories like Poppy’s secret confession or other sex stories about daddy’s, or cruise the M2M ads, looking for the excitement that came from these fantasies. I had discovered a local M2M chat room and would chat with guys, telling them my fantasies. Most were either looking for the same thing or didn't want to waste time chatting once they knew I was scared to actually try anything.

“Maybe you’re part of a child-kidnapping ring, and you treat them while she brings them in, pretending they’re lost or parentless.” My disbelief grew as the woman concocted an impossible story. How could she believe something so irrational? Besides, it was the first time I had ever seen Dr. Harris. “Ma’am, that’s…” “Shut up!” she interrupted me, hissing through her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred. “I told you not to speak until the police arrive. Let’s see if you have the courage to defend the indefensible.” The words stuck in my throat. There was no way to reason with her. She was completely blinded by her anger.

Pornstar Babysitter: Shared by the Thornes Chapter 1: I Got Caught Filming My Masked P**n Videos by My Boss and Let Him Blackmail Me Into His Mouth The kid is finally asleep. I slip into the guest bathroom like I always do on nights when the Thornes are out late. Julian and Celeste Harrington — the elite power couple who pay me stupid money to watch their three-year-old while they attend galas and business dinners. I’m the perfect babysitter on paper. Quiet. Responsible. Wholesome.

Besides, he filled out the Santa costume quite nicely, though, and he had a nice dick. Monica's husband and kids were in the living room downstairs, singing Christmas songs with her friends and family. Her husband, Dan, wasn't much of a sex enthusiast, and their sex life had been restricted to once a week. Monica had been sure she would go mad without sex until her friend had told her about 'Dirty Santa'. "Slip those fingers in that pussy, " Her dirty Santa ordered, leaning close to watch her obey. "Yes, Santa," She moaned, licking two of her fingers and slipping it in her pussy. She felt her hot walls cling to her fingers, clamping around them and began fingering the wet cunt.

I could feel his eyes on me the entire way, the shame only making me wetter. When I reached his room, he led me to a hidden door I hadn’t noticed before. And my jaw almost dropped as I looked around. It was practically a sex play room. The walls were lined with toys; vibrators of every size, clamps, whips, cuffs, plugs of every size. I stared in shock at the sheer number of them. Sameal handed me a ball gag and a blindfold. “Put them on.” I nodded obeying without a single thought. He lifted me off the floor and positioned me on a padded bench.

“Yeah, hey. I had to take the babysitter home. Her car’s dead, still in the driveway. I’ll be home soon. Love you. Bye.” I looked away, stomach tight with guilt. "Can you pop the trunk?" I asked quietly. “I need to grab my bags.” He hit the button. “Sure.” I pulled on my leggings, feeling his cum leak out of me, heart pounding. “So... should I stop coming over?” I asked, slipping my shoes on. “What? No. Why would you stop?” “We just had sex. That’s a little more than babysitting.” Silas reached for my hand, but I pulled it back. “It doesn’t have to change anything. Come in tomorrow. We’ll talk more then.”

into the phone. I was red with embarrassment. “Was that necessary?” “Of course. We were worried you’d die a virgin maid. Now tell me everything that happened.” I never thought someone would be so interested in my sex life as such, but I found myself telling her about it while keeping the other parties vague… In short, I was in love with this single dad who I was living with to babysit his daughter, but he had options. “Everyone has options. You included. You might have forgotten, but you had those guys asking after you in school, you just always ignored them…”

“Cum inside our babysitter, Roman. Fill her up. I want to watch it drip out of her.” Roman grabs my hips and drives up into me with a pace that shakes the couch frame. Hard, deep strokes that hit my cervix and make my overstimulated pussy clench around him in spasms I can’t control. Serena leans down and licks my nipple while he fucks me and whispers filthy things against my skin — how pretty I look getting bred by her husband, how they’re never letting another babysitter into this house. Roman buries himself and cums inside me with a groan I feel against my chest. Hot, thick pulses flooding me deep, and Serena watches his cock throb inside me with dark, satisfied eyes.

I fucked Hailey’s hole with my tongue, letting curiosity get the best of me and I began fingering her asshole with my thumb until her thighs were shaking. “I’m close!” Damon groaned. “Fuck me too!” My husband’s hot cum spilled into my abuse as my best friend’s pussy pulsed out juices as her body shook with her second orgasm. It was all so dirty, filthy but fucking wonderful. I don't think I could go back to casual sex after this. ~ ~ ~ Update: We agreed to continue fucking! My parents have Bella every weekend while my husband, my best friend, and I discover ways we could make each other cum at every corner of the house.